Our life is a faint tracing on the surface of mystery, like the idle, curved tunnels of leaf miners on the face of a leaf

How we spend our days is, of course, how we spend our lives.

No one escapes the wilderness on the way to the promised land.

At a certain point, you say to the woods, to the sea, to the mountains, the world, Now I am ready. Now I will stop and be wholly attentive. You empty yourself and wait, listening.

A schedule defends from chaos and whim. It is a net for catching days. It is a scaffolding on which a worker can stand and labor with both hands at sections of time.

As a life's work, I would remember everything - everything, against loss. I would go through life like a plankton net.

Experiencing the present purely is being empty and hollow; you catch grace as a man fills his cup under a waterfall.

According to Inuit culture in Greenland, a person possesses six or seven souls. The souls take the form of tiny people scattered throughout the body.

The answer must be, I think, that beauty and grace are performed whether or not we will or sense them. The least we can do is try to be there.

I had been my whole life a bell, and never knew it until at that moment I was lifted and struck.

The dedicated life is worth living. You must give with your whole heart.

Giving is the highest expression of potency.

It comes with faith, for with complete faith there is no fear of what faces you in life or death.

The Egyptian contribution to architecture was more concerned with remembering the dead than the living.

Who doesn't love a statement sock? I mean, we won't go in to details, but your underwear has to be bright, too.

You do have to live through things, and to live through things is to observe want, and to observe lacking. Even if the hunger is a curiosity.

The Japanese drive on the left side of the road. Most streets literally do not have names.

The best marriage in the world is two servants in love. The worst marriage in the world is two masters in love.

I was raised in Oklahoma. I was actually born in Tulsa, but I grew up in a small town on the west side of Oklahoma called Elk City on a farm, where my dad grew up, actually.

It is clearly evident that most events of a widespread nature draw their causes from the enveloping heavens.

Without contraries there is no progression.